Lowell Roberts

Lowell Ray Roberts

January 20, 1942 - June 27, 2026

Lowell R. Roberts, 84, of Heltonville, passed away on Saturday, June 27, 2026, at his residence.

Born January 20, 1942, in Bedford, he was the son of Robert H. And Mildred Roberta (Stafford) Roberts.

Lowell graduated from Heltonville High School.

He married Margaret Sarah Simmerman on July 24, 1992; and she survives.

Lowell worked as an Aerospace Design Engineer, traveling across the United States and Canada, retiring in 2010.

He was an avid basketball player, playing for Heltonville High School. Lowell enjoyed building intricate and beautiful wooden model ships, developed many patents, farming, playing guitar and singing, and spending time with his family.

Surviving to cherish his memory are his wife, Margaret; children, Lisa (Jeff) Bartlett, Lana Roberts, Bart (Kathy) Ornelas, and Richard (Mary Grace) Ornelas; nine grandchildren; twelve great-grandchildren; sister, Sharon Hughes; and several nieces and nephews.

He was preceded in death by his parents; sister, Sally Fornwald; and brothers-in-law, Donnie Hughes and Reber Fornwald.

Cremation was chosen and no services will be held, per Lowell’s wishes.

Online condolences may be shared with the family at www.limestonechapel.net.

Arrangements have been placed in the care of Derek and Abby George of the Limestone Chapel of George Funeral Care at 527 15th Street in Bedford.

The poem below was written by his granddaughter, Montana Roberts.

Toodles Papaw

LOWELL, SON, BROTHER, FRIEND, HUSBAND, DAD, PAPAW

All the words given to a man

And everyone of them has held his hand

Cooked his meals in a cast iron pan

Collected garden produce to be canned

Often called the cattleman

Held onto his family's land

With the help of his loving wife Margret by his side

Life was not easy, but She was his guide Providing for his loved ones was his pride

Near the end loved ones surrounded his bedside

Speaking sweet words of love hoping for him to hold on

Because the fear of him being gone was so strong

Yet we know the life he lived was long

And that your mother is waiting with open arms Just know we will be here to maintain the farms

He could sing and play guitar

And If you'd ask what yodelers are

He'd yodel and you'd look at him brand new

Your idea of him grew

He worked for nasa as an engineer When he wasn't busy wrestling steer

At the dinner table we'll reminisce

Of all the time spent in bliss

It was hard to accept it was the end

But we knew you'd transcend

How leaving us you never did intend

We'll discuss how Lowell was a great friend

We said toodles and blew you a kiss I hope you know you will be missed Love your granddaughter~ Montana